Down on the corner of Chestnut and Main
A vacant old store front is all that remains
There's tape on the windows and an old weathered sign
The shoppers are gone now... empty shelves left behind
The old men played checkers in the park by the tree
Shade that is gone now, for all eternity
A padlock is rusting as it hangs on the door
Sunlight casting shadows, that glide across the floor.
The small towns are dying, No one shops here anymore
Grass growing in the sidewalk, that leads past the door
Paint, cracked and peeling ...and there's two things for sure
Ghosts haunt the shadows, and there's dust on the floor
A new shiny big box in the town up the road
Is selling those flat screens, by the semi-truck load
Mom & Pop Johnson, just couldn't compete
So they padlocked the front door and turned in the keys.